Tisoč in ena misel, tisoč in ena skrb.
Ki se zataknejo in krožijo okoli ene groze.
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"So jezni name?"
"Me bodo zapustili? Kje so? So še tu?"
"Bo konec sveta?'"
"Bom neozdravljivo zbolel?"
"Bo vojna?"
"Bo potres?"
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Samo v njegovem svetu igre za čas potihnejo.
Nato spet preglasijo tolažbo in se zataknejo pri naslednji grozi ...
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Thousand and one thoughts, thousand and one worries,
wich stumble and circle around one horror.
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"Are they mad at me?"
"Are they going to live me? Where are they? Are they still here?"
Will the world end?"
"Shall I fall incurably ill?"
"Is there going to be a war?"
"Is thete going to be earthquake?"
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Only in his world of play those thoughts stand still for a while.
Than again rise out of the consolation and stumble over a new horror ...
Mali Princ
Little Prince
